I Don't Drool On My Letters

by Katya Davidson-Jones

Nordic Wild is bored at home and in the freezing tundras of Scandinavia, so she's now accepting letters. T because I suffer from paranoia.

3. Chapter 3

Hey Nordic Wild,

I'm New South Wales, one of Australia's States. It's nice to meet you.

How've you been?

New South Wales/ Lachlan Paterson.

Hello New South Wales,

It's always nice to meet someone new, whoever they are. Unless it's probably your future enemy.

Life is normal as it gets at home. The men fight while I eat, and when I go home it feels like they don't really even care if I come in or not. Maybe I should break in through their window sometime.

I successfully helped the alpha female of a pack give birth to a few pups. They are adorable, it is such a shame that they have to grow up. They're like my brothers; they used to be obedient children, now they won't even listen to their older sister.

Maybe I'll swim to the Tasman sea and visit you. Unlike others, personifications for natural places can breathe underwater and survive special conditions.

With love and rabbit feet, Nordic Wild/Katja